Chapter 1054 Massacre (Part 1)

Chapter 1054 Massacre

With the level of tyranny of the "Six Transformations of Demonic Sound" currently practiced by Qin Yi, the second transformation is still unable to kill soldiers who possess the four realms of Zongdao.

"This is……"

Fengyue Zhantian's expression finally changed slightly. Only now did he realize that this young man's magic skills were stronger with each move.

In the distance, Duanmuxue, Duanmuchen and other soldiers of the Duanmu tribe were once again stunned. They suddenly realized that this young man from Jiuzhou Continent might be able to withstand Fengyue by himself. The whole army of the clan.

Before the soldiers on both sides could recover, Qin Yi had already shouted: "The sixth transformation of the magic sound - the third transformation!"

The bronze bell above his head also turned red in an instant. During the "buzzing" vibration, a red sound wave, like a rolling wave of blood, surged towards the Feng Yue clan's army.

At this moment, Qin Yi's eyes, vaguely visible in his messy black hair, were extremely cold.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"

As the red sound wave passed through the Fengyue clan's army, the soldiers whose bodies had cracked before could no longer bear the sound wave. Their bodies suddenly exploded, and they suddenly became The blood mist is thick.

Well……

The soldiers on both sides were as if they were struck by five thunders. They were stunned and unable to move. In the blink of an eye, Qin Yi slaughtered hundreds of Fengyue clan soldiers.

All of this is as unreal as a dream!

Even Fengyue Zhantian was so shocked by such a scene that it was difficult to attach any importance to it!

"You little bastard, if you dare to use magic skills to kill my soldiers, I will cut you into pieces!"

Suddenly he returned to Fengyue Zhantian, feeling sad and angry. Under the powerful surge of force in his sect, his golden armor suddenly exploded with a "peng" sound. His hair was disheveled, like a wild man who had gone crazy. He rushed towards Qin Yi.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of his soldiers were slaughtered, how could he not go crazy.

The sword in his hand slashed hard and turned into dense sword light, rushing towards Qin Yi. The endless killing intent instantly filled every inch of the space here, making people shudder.

His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the dense sword light that was slashing wildly. Qin Yi turned around and raised his leg. His whole person disappeared directly on the spot, and all those dense sword lights were chopped into nothing.

The next moment, the young man's tall figure appeared out of thin air dozens of feet away.

"That kid is there, chop him up for me!"

Ahead, among the Feng Yue clan's army, Feng Yue Yin Xue roared and waved the sword fiercely in his hand.

"Kill this boy!"

Suddenly, the Fengyue clan's army raised their swords one by one, spurred their horses, and came towards Qin Yi like a tide, killing each other. Everyone's eyes were red, and their eye sockets were almost bursting open.

However, everything is in vain.

"The Six Transformations of the Demonic Sound - The Fourth Transformation!"

Looking at the Feng Yuezhi soldiers who were killing him like crazy, Qin Yi shouted, and the copper bell above his head suddenly turned black.

The ancient copper bell was really like a magic bell beaten out of hell by the devil. It was pitch black and suspended above the young man's head, as if it could suck in a person's soul just by looking at it.

"Buzz..."

As Qin Yi used the "Six Transformations of Demonic Sound" method, he suddenly activated it. The dark copper bell trembled suddenly, and the trembling sound was earth-shattering.

A huge jet-black sound wave emitted from the bronze bell, thousands of feet wide, and swept away in a mighty way, covering all the Feng Yue Clan's army who were riding horses and killing madly.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"...

As this shocking pitch-black sound wave swept away, a continuous loud noise was heard from Feng Yuezhi's army. In the blink of an eye, the bodies of thousands of soldiers exploded.

On the field, the armies of both sides, including Fengyue Zhantian, were suddenly stunned, their jaws shattered.

The entire field was extremely quiet, and the whole world was still, with only streams of blood mist floating silently.

Although the people here are not weak in cultivation, they are all members of the military. They have never seen such great martial arts.

"Holy shit, am I dazzled? This is too crazy..."

Duanmu Hen was riding on the horse, blinking his eyes in disbelief and mumbling to himself.

"An illusion, this must be an illusion..."

"Oh my god, is that boy a god?"

"This world is really too crazy!"

"..."

There was an exclamation of surprise among the Duanmu clan's army, and everyone's faces were full of shock and surprise.

After Qin Yi's "Six Transformations of Demonic Sound" played the fourth transformation, thousands of soldiers were slaughtered. Such a battle scene was truly unprecedented.

So bloody!

However, I like it!

"Hahaha, brother-in-law, you are so handsome, I admire you so much! Ah..."

Duanmuhen suddenly laughed crazily, and he almost fell off his horse as he got carried away.

Duanmuxue beside him heard Duanmuchen shouting "brother-in-law". Although she was still a little shy, it suddenly felt less harsh. Duanmuxue almost fell off the horse and hurriedly kept the horse's neck in a panic. The shame and annoyance in my heart disappeared immediately, and I even covered my mouth with my hands, burst out laughing, and glared at him in a funny way: "I'm a coward, I'll beat you to death!"

"Haha, I admit that I am a coward, but the brother-in-law I brought here is actually a great hero. Did you see that he slaughtered thousands of Feng Yuezhi's soldiers with his own strength?"

Duanmuhen laughed happily.

"Go to hell, you're like a brother-in-law. I think you're really addicted!"

Duanmuxue raised her slender and strong legs and kicked Duanmuchen's horse's butt hard. Her crystal jade cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, but deep in her eyes, there was an obvious surge of emotion. A touch of joy.

Compared with the shock and ecstasy of the Duanmu clan's army, the faces of everyone in the Feng Yue clan's army were full of anger and fear.

In just a short time, this young man from the Kyushu Continent slaughtered thousands of soldiers. Even a powerful emperor might not be able to achieve such an effect!

Qin Yi had an ancient bronze bell hanging on his head, one hand behind his back, standing there proudly, looking at Fengyue Zhantian with a calm face, and faint words slowly came out of his mouth: "Chief of the Fengyue clan, Have you decided to consider my proposal?"

Feng Yue Zhan Tian held a sword with a cold light and stood twenty feet away from Qin Yi. His face was horribly livid, his chest was rising and falling violently, and he felt a mixture of shock and anger in his heart.

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